Chord Bruised Orange by John Prine

Chord Gitar Bruised Orange John Prine - Tutorial lirik dan kunci gitar paling simpel untuk menemani santai Anda. CHORD G my heart’s in the ice house come hill or come valley like A C long ago sunday when i walked through the alley on A G cold winters morning to the D church house just to shovel some G snow G i heard sirens on the train tracks howl naked , gettin nuder an C alter boy had been hit by a local comuter just from G walking with his back turned to A D train that was coming so G slow G7 you can C gaze out the window get mad and get maddEr throw your G hands in the air and say what does it matter but it D don’t do no good to get C angry so help me i G know G7 for A C heart stained with anger grows weak and grows bitter you G become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in A D trap of your very C own chain of G sorrow G i’ve been brought down to zero pulled out and put back there i sat C on a park bench kissed the girl with the black hair and my G head shouted down to my heart you D better look out G below G well it ain’t such a long drop don’t stammer , don’t studder from the C diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter you’ll be G carrying those bruises to D remind you wherever G you go you can C gaze out the window get mad and get maddEr throw your G hands in the air and say what does it matter but it D don’t do no good to get C angry so help me i G know G7 for A C heart stained with anger grows weak and grows bitter you G become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in A D trap of your very C own chain of G sorrow G my heart’s in the ice house come hill or come valley like A C long ago sunday when i walked through the alley on A G cold winters morning to the D church house just to shovel some G snow G i heard sirens on the train tracks howl naked , gettin nuder an C alter boy had been hit by a local comuter just from G walking with his back turned to A D train that was coming so G slow G7 you can C gaze out the window get mad and get maddEr throw your G hands in the air and say what does it matter but it D don’t do no good to get C angry so help me i G know G7 for A C heart stained with anger grows weak and grows bitter you G become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in A D trap of your very C own chain of G sorrow